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Miley Jab Mayank aur Nupur
[My MN story]
*When the sky meets the earth, fireworks start, causing a fusion of the souls. They fall too deep, and there is never ever a looking back.*
Introduction
[My MN story]
*When the sky meets the earth, fireworks start, causing a fusion of the souls. They fall too deep, and there is never ever a looking back.*
Introduction
She was surrounded with a swarm of boys, each of who held in their flowers, chocolates and gifts. She accepted each gift gracefully, like a film star. She waved to her admirers and gave them her best smile. Nupur Bhushan was the life of the small town Morena. Every one adored her and she was the diva there. She was dressed in an orange and pink shalwar kameez and her greenish dupatta was around her neck. Her long brownish black hair was tied into a long braid. Slight fringes lay on her forehead. A jhola hung gracefully on her shoulder.
"Didi Didi!" her younger sister Gunjan called out.
Gunjan was the total contrast of Nupur. If Nupur was loud and dramatic, Gunjan was silent and submissive. If Nupur was a dreamer, Gunjan was a realist. She wore thick rimmed glasses and always carried books with her. She was dressed in a simple light blue chudidar and her hair was let loose.
"I'm coming," Nupur called out. "First let me handle these boys."
Gunjan giggled at her sisters histrionics. Nupur turned around to see her sister. Her hair spun around and she smiled broadly at her. She then waved at Gunjan and walked towards her. She waved goodbye to her admirers and sat inside the cycle rickshaw.
During the ride home, Nupur was going on blabbering about her excitement of moving to Mumbai, while Gunjan silently listened. Nupur said that the thing that interests her most about going to Mumbai is meeting her prince charming. On being asked how her prince charming should be, Nupur started speaking, with a dreamy expression on her face.
"The one with with enough strength to lift up the entire world," Nupur began. "The one whose names the whole world calls out, and one glance at him, and the entire world stops."
"Di you are in search of a film hero, not a boy." Gunjan chuckled.
"Hero also will work," Nupur said, grinning. "Just let me see him once, I will hold him on forever."
She stood up on the rickshaw, much to the dismay of her sister, and started singing out loud. She got out of the rickshaw, pulling Gunjan with her. They tried on some bangles and ate some jelabi sweets. After that, they returned home, walking and chatting on the way.
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He crawled in bed, not wanting to get up. It had been two long months since he had stepped into college and he was looking forward to it, despite not wanting to wake up from his sleep. His mother called out to him again and again until he looked at her grumpily. Mayank Sharma was momma's boy and every teachers dream student. He always topped his exams and stood first in the entire Excel college. He was sarcastic, witty, frank and honest. A man of principles, Mayank wouldn't even in his wildest of dreams compromise them. He was extremely good looking and fit too, girls loved him, though he never showed any interest in them.
He went into the shower and washed himself clean. After that he dressed into a green t-shirt and jeans, took his bag and sat at the table for breakfast. His mother, Shilpa Sharma who was complete contrast of himself served him toast and orange juice.
"Good morning maa," Mayank said, smiling at his mother.
"Good morning Mayu," Shilpa said, ruffling his hair.
"Not the hair," Mayank said, pouting. Before starting his breakfast he went in front of the mirror and smoothed his hair. He absolutely disliked anyone touching it. After that he quickly finished his meal and left for college.
As he walked through the college campus, girls gasped at the sight of him and openly admired him. He smirked and walked on, not giving a damn to them. He saw a girl having car difficulties, so he went to help out. Placing his bag on top, he helped out the girl and solved her problem.
Taking his bag from there, he went into his abode, the Excel college.
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Hope you guys liked the intros! This is me re-writing the Mayank-Nupur lovestory. Wherever the story in MJHT lacked goodness, am putting here! đł
Do comment!!
I will be exploring both their feelings and emotions deeply in this story!
Thanks,
Nidheya
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